Belle Akyana

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Belle Akyana
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: shinigami3222
  • Race: Feline
  • Class: Undead-Lich
  • Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
  • Body Type: Undead
  • Height: 5'4"
  • Weight: 110 lbs
  • Complexion: Ebon and Red
  • Hair: Reddish-Brown Living Mass
  • Eyes: Red/Green depending
  • Relationship Status: None
  • Personality: Rude, Impatient, Devious, Condescending, Arrogant
  • Mannerisms: Fidgety,

• Description

  Unfed: Red eyes in the distance. Undead form slowly misting into view as those orbs of the darkest of evils level upon you. Body like that of death, blackened and emaciated, bones showing in certain areas, yet she walks, a lich, of the 3rd generation. long ebony lockes flowing down past her knees, seeming to wrap about her waist in a manner best described as living, the creeping mass reeks of death. Soft wheezing is heard from her rotting lips as she nears, in the air escaping from her, one can hear the pain of thousands of souls in the confines of eternal torture within her own. The ruby's glowing slowly in the darkness that seems to follow her as though she commanded the very shadows. A bony but semi flesh covered hand lifts. revealing an ethereal kitten that paces along her unfolded digits. It seems to notice you, a soft demonic hiss coming from feline jaws, once innocent, now tainted, it is one of the many souls which she has merely to call upon. [3rd Gen Lich] [Childer of Fatalia]
  
  Fed: > A green eyed ebon beauty stands before you. Her clothing is in sad shape, rotted a bit and faded. It looks like mages robes, though they are black and red. Perhaps her object of study is something of the.... darker arts. Her feline sonars twitch in your direction as though she's heard you. Across her shoulders paces a small blue ethereal kitten, it doesn't seem overly friendly. It's little beady eyes glowing a soft red color. Her hair, was the strange part. It was wrapped around her waist, like many coiled snakes. It was reddish-brown in color and seemed wet or dirty like she'd just gotten out of the bath. The smell coming from her hair was a dead giveaway, it wafted from her like a disgusting wall of nauseating putridity. Her hair would twitch slightly, as though it was a creature of its own. Her aura was absolutely horrid, as though there was suffering of thousands of individuals all within her, animals and furres alike. Though she seemed friendly enough, a smile across her face. Everything about her otherwise said, 'Come to me... I'll make your problems disappear and give you everything you desire.' She was the perfect predator. [3rd Generation Lich] [Childer of Fatalia]